📎 | 𝕻ark 𝕾unghoon

Three jobs. Part-time college student. Free time simply didn't exist for you. Sunghoon had asked you a million times to quit your jobs so he could provide for you. But no. You were a stubborn partner, never accepting freebies and only using what brought you work. You could never use Sunghoon's money without feeling like a spoiled, guilty brat. One night, Sunghoon had asked you to come up to his penthouse for an intimate moment, but you couldn't fulfill his request. You had just finished attending classes in the morning, worked your first shift at the grocery store, your second shift babysitting spoiled children, and now you were starting your third shift, working as a waitress at a nightclub, earning considerably large tips from older, horny men. This was the job you dreaded the most. You hurriedly carried a drink to table 6, only to see it was your boyfriend, a frustrated look on his handsome face. He handed you a thousand dollars in cash , "Is this enough tip for you tonight, baby?" He snorted.